Chapter 67 What is Yihonglou? (reward plus more)
The small dining table is full of food.

Originally, the twice-cooked pork should be the protagonist tonight, but the aroma of the twice-cooked pork was not strong enough, and the lo mei stole the limelight.

"Wait a minute."

Gu Qing stood up, took a little from each bowl, and handed it to Gu Nuo.

No need to explain, Gu Nuo knew what it meant, he quickly rushed out of the yard with the bowl in his arms, and after a while, he came back sweating profusely.

After he sat down, the meal was officially served.

The first thing everyone wanted was to pick up the lo mei. There was a large plate of pork head meat, pig ears, pig large and small intestines, pig heart and liver...the variety was very rich, and it was impossible to stop after one bite.

"Patriarch, this is so delicious!" Mo Li started talking after he was half full, "What is this red? It has a little bit of spiciness. While retaining the original taste of the ingredients, it also adds With the spiciness and aroma, you can’t put it down.”

Gu Qing laughed: "The red one is called chili, and this is called lo-mei."

Dong Rong put down his chopsticks and said, "The cafeteria of Yunshan Academy also has braised pork, but it's not as delicious as this."

Gu Nuo wished he could swallow it with his tongue: "Sister, this is better than braised pork, but it's a little bit spicy, and after a few mouthfuls, I want to drink water."

Yang Pei took a sip of water and said, "It's okay to be spicy, as long as it's delicious. It's the first time I've eaten something so delicious!"

The pig intestines and tripe were all cleaned up by him. It was very uncomfortable to wash, and it took a lot of plant ash to clean it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be so delicious when eaten. He wished he had another mouth and could eat more.

Gu Qing felt relieved.

It seems that her lo mei business has hope.

When she was about to speak, Yang Pei put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Patriarch, I have something to discuss with you."

Gu Qing nodded.

He continued: "Didn't the owner give me money? I want to use the money to buy the leftover lo mei in the kitchen. I can buy as much as I can."

Gu Nuo asked curiously: "Brother Yang, you can eat as much as you want, I won't snatch it from you, why buy it?"

"It's not for eating!" Yang Pei chuckled and continued, "Didn't you tell me, Yunshan Academy has stewed pork, so the restaurant in the town should also have stewed pork. I'm sure, the owner and Ah The lo mei made by Han should taste better than theirs, otherwise A Li and A Rong wouldn't eat two bowls of rice in a row."

Mo Li coughed, trying to maintain his image: "Don't talk nonsense, I only ate a bowl and a half."

Gu Qing understood what Yang Pei meant, and she said, "So, you want to buy from me and sell it in the town?"

Yang Pei nodded: "Does the owner think this business can work?"

Gu Qing laughed.

This is the business she came up with, and before she could tell them, Yang Pei said it first.

With Yang Pei charging forward, she was naturally happy and relaxed.

She smiled and said: "Of course it can be done. The price of pork in the town has been lowered, 25 yuan a catty. These pork offal are cheaper, no matter what it is, it costs 35 yuan. I used a lot of seasoning for making these , I’ll give you [-] Wen per catty, can you accept this price?”

Yang Pei immediately took out the abacus from his waist, calculated it cracklingly, and laughed: "Then all the money in my hand can buy tens of catties. Is there still so much in the kitchen?"

Zhu Han shook his head: "There are only seven or eight catties in total. After eating four or five catties, there are still more than three catties left."

Yang Pei thought for a while and said, "I want more than three catties, and I will take it to town tomorrow to try."

When the store opened last time, the owner offered free samples at the entrance of the store. Can he use the same method to give it to others for free? People who like to eat will naturally be willing to pay for it.

Let's use this three catties of stewed meat to open the way.

Mo Li rubbed his chin and said, "Pig offal is cheap, but it's a bit difficult to buy so much at once. Otherwise, let me supply it, owner. You just said that the pork offal on the market costs fifteen yuan. If you have a catty of money, then I will give you the price of fourteen cents, and you can save a little money."

Gu Qing looked at him curiously: "You are a scholar, and you know how to do business?"

"That's what I said, I can do anything, it just depends on whether I want to do it or not." Mo Li snorted, "Dong Rong, do you still remember that there is a man named Huang Kun in Yunshan Academy, his father is a pig butcher, I Tomorrow, I will go for a walk and settle this matter with Huang Kun, saying that I will buy all the pig offals in his family at a price of ten cents per catty."

In this day and age, pig offal is not a popular item. Although the price is cheaper than pork, it is very troublesome to clean up, and there is a strange smell in how to do it. Except for the poorest people, the townspeople will never buy it. Will buy this thing, and those poor people can hardly afford to buy these at one time, so many offal from pork shops are thrown on their hands and kept for themselves.

Most of the pigs in the town are rushed to the pig butcher for processing, and then sent to the pork shop for sale.

The pig butcher is the first person to come into contact with pig offal. If he asks to buy all the offal, the butchers in those pork shops will basically not refuse.

The biggest problem of supply is solved, and the braised meat business can almost be settled.

Gu Qing looked at Yang Pei: "How much do you plan to sell for a catty?"

Yang Pei fiddled with the abacus and said: "A Li can earn four Wen per catty, and the owner can earn 21 Wen per catty. I don't think I can earn less than the Patriarch, so I will sell it for sixty Wen per catty."

"Brother Yang, you are asking the price blindly." Zhu Han disagreed very much, "Few people in our village can afford more than 20 yuan a catty of meat. If you sell it for [-] yuan, those people are crazy. purchase."

"Xiaohan, you don't understand." Yang Peisha said seriously, "It's not that the stewed meat is sold to the villagers, whether they can afford it or not, for example, our cakes start at [-] yuan, and the villagers don't care too much." Can't you afford it? Our Gujia Village is not a place where we can make money. If we want to make money, we have to go to places that rich people love to go, for example, restaurants and restaurants. Can't the previous merchants afford this little money?"

Mo Li strongly agreed: "There is another good place, Yihonglou. Only rich people go here."

Yang Pei turned his head curiously: "What is Yihonglou?"

Dong Rong couldn't hold back and asked, "The word Yihong is very charming, where is it?"

Mo Li laughed all over his face: "Hahahaha, no, Dong Rong, you don't even know about Yihonglou. Didn't you live in the town before you got married? Why don't you know about Yihonglou..."

Gu Qing's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

With the name Yihonglou, coupled with Mo Li's presumptuous smile, she vaguely seemed to understand something.

She stood up abruptly, coughed and said, "A Li, come with me."

Mo Li thought he was talking about business, so he stood up and followed him out.

(End of this chapter)

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